As with Chicago, the Emerald Cove Police Department mandated five days off after a police-involved shooting. It was on the list of things Jan wanted t...o review and revise but it hadn't been done yet. Neither Bryant nor Jan could return to work until cleared by a psychiatrist or psychologist."We could take a vacation," Jan suggested."You know, I've wondered about that," Bryant said. "Where do people who live at the beach go for vacation? Do you think they just go somewhere bland and work out of a. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you don't like such stories STOP reading now. Also don't fill up the comments section with comments about how sick individuals in the story are or about people that read or write such stories. Those looking to take some enjoyment out of this tale enjoy.Also due to the story line the names of characters have been changed. To help the reader keep from being confused by these changes here is a listing of the changes.Molly is now Brothel Whore. I turned and retraced my steps back to the cafeteria, and there she was, still watching the cafeteria staff hand out plates of food to waiting customers. I walked up to her. ‘Say, you can’t be that hungry to want hospital cafeteria food now do you?’ I got no response. Nothing, nada, zilch, not even a get the hell away from me response. I tried again, ‘Nothing like a tuna and bacon melt to pique one’s interest in Martha Stewart cooking is there?’ Nothing. Now, I’ve never been a prize to most. Ty played with the grass with his finger tips, his fingers lightly brushing Sarah’s skin. The feeling of his touch sending small tingles through her body. Without warning, Ty reached his hand out and gently placed it on Sara’s cheek, moving his head level with hers, he moved close and kissed her passionately on the lips. He began to pull away but then Sarah started to reciprocate. She placed her hand on the back of his head, feeling his hair through her fingertips as they kissed deeply and.